Polegnala e Todora Todora was taking a nap Moma Todoro Todoro O maiden Todora, Todora Pod durvo pod maslinovo Undernath a tree, an olive tree Poveya vetrets, gornenets. A wind blew, a north wind. Otkurshi klonka maslina, It snapped off an olive branch, Che si Todora subudi So that Todora woke up. A tya mu se lyuto surdi: And she angrily scolded it: Vetre le nenaveyniko, Unwanted wind, Sega li nayde de veesh? Why now did you decide to blow? Sladka si sunya sunuvah I was dreaming a sweet dream Che mi doshlo purvo libe. That my first love had come, I doneslo pustra kitka, And brought me a colorful bouquet, I doneslo pustra kitka, And brought me a colorful bouquet. A na kitka zlaten prusten. And on the bouquet a gold ring.